One Man's thoughts, rants, and mumblings on family, life, and baseball.

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Phillies Win! THE PHILLIES WIN!

I wanted the Rays to lose for a myriad of reasons. Because they all got mowhawk haircuts, they've got cheap shot artists who wouldn't know a fair fight if it bit them on the rear end, and those idiotic cowbells they give away.

Because of The Heckler, Dick Vitale, and those two morons that announce all their games on FSN Florida. And let's not forget that stupid dome they play in with the roof in play, Joe Maddon and his doofuseye wear, and the fact that JonnyGomes actually has a job.

Plus, I wanted them to lose simply because they beat my Red Sox and I have the mental maturity of a 3 year old; they beat my team? I hope they get their head handed to them on a silver platter. I've gotta admit that I took some sort of perverse happiness in watching the Phillies dog pile each other on the pitchers mound while the Rays looked like they were getting a root canal.

But the big reason I hoped the Phillies could pull it off? That soft spoken gentleman with the southern twang who manages the Phillies. The same guy who lost his mother during the playoffs, yet kept on going until the final out was recorded. A baseball lifer whose biggest claim to fame up until now was being Manny Ramirez's favorite coach.

That same guy is now the manager of the World Champions and they can NEVER take that away from him.

Can I just tell you how many times I have been called bitter for being thrilled to see the Rays lose?? With my blog as my witness, I have disliked that team for longer than all but about ten people knew they even existed. It's just that now a broader scope of people have been made aware of them. But I maintain it is not bitter to revel in the loss of a team you Do.Not.Like. I rooted against them even when they were the MLB's worst so rooting against them now is merely being consistent. I can't even tell you how much I dislike specific guys on that team for specific reasons. And thanks to my local media, I can name them all, and have been able to for years. They are *far* from a likeable group--Hinske notwithstanding, always a soft spot in my heart for him & the excitement he showed to play in Boston, and I wish it wasn't him that had to make the final out. (here endeth my rant)

Kelly, you're probably right; it's sort of like Joe Torre to me. I hated him for the ENTIRE time he managed the Yankees and now I like the guy! He's done a fantastic job for sure.

Tex, you're upright! I'm amazed! Hope you're have a blast.

And Dawn, I've been reading your blog for awhile now and you are 100% right. Unlike the rest of us who just ignored they existed, you've been there the whole time. I hate Eric the Red made the final out, and I will always have good feelings about Haverhill.